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Peter van Petegem shows Alberto Contador what pain looks like.

PVP show Contie whats what: “See, this here is the center of the road. It is smoother up here. I will ride here. Down there, that is where pig lay. It is shit. You will ride there. I am now hungry. Give me your sandwich.”

Defending Tour de France champion Alberto Contador took to the treacherous cobbled roads of northern France on Tuesday, preparing for terrain he admits could dent his bid for a third yellow jersey this year.

About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

it would appear, in terms of comparison at least, that Bert has dipped himself in disadvantage. I’d like to detail in the form of a brief list.
1) smurfs are fucking weak. cute, but weak. little, weak, weak, little.
2) he might as well be running his bars upside down the way he has those brake levers all cocked up like a poor little latino kid from chicago. weak little chicago dude. little.
3) his little golfball knees are pointed every which way but tough.
4) iridium lens.
5) he ate nothing but his green card for breakfast: weak.
6) his bike steez is in the fast lane to a sprint triathalon completion certificate.
7) just look at PVPizzle. clearly shredding.

in short, it’s like snake hawk trying to front like i have a dance floor booty whilst big kitchen stands behind me making a brisket hot dog smoothie. i love that picture. it makes me love everything about bikes.